“Why don’t you close down shop for the night?” His brother, Kade, asked as he entered his office and took a seat opposite him at the desk. “I just have one last minute invitation to finish and I will,” said Phelan. His eyes glued to the sealed envelope he’d addressed personally. The placement of the red wax emblem of his people sent a thrill through his body. In four days’ time, Zasha would be in his home. “Last minute invitation?” Kade asked. His smooth voice was full of curiosity. “Maybe he as...ked his dream girl.” Bastian, their brother, crooned from the doorway. A wide grin spread across his lips as he came into view. “Well?” he asked. His sure steps were muffled by the Persian rug as he made his way over to sit. His thick brown eyebrows wagged up and down in a comical manner that made Phelan want to laugh. Phelan said, “It’s for Zasha.” A deep sigh paired with an eye roll was his response to the laughter that sprung forth from his siblings. In spite of his Herculean effort to keep his preference to himself, Kade and Bastian had picked up on the unspoken attraction.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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